Short Story: Past Life Decisions

Male's Point of View - Bimbo - Special Powers

“Oh my god!!! These are AMAZING!!! I can’t believe you can actually do this! It’s... It’s insane!”

I chuckled. Not everyone reacts the same when I tinker with their bodies. Some go mute with wonder while others freak out. I have to say though that almost half of them are like Lilly: they get excited.

“That’s just a small sample of what I can do. Just a taste... But if you want the change to stay, you have to pay the price.”

“Right...” she said as she stared at her chest. “Renounce a... How did you put it? A past life choice? Whatever that is... Always look forward I say!”

“So I take it you wish to keep the current change?”

“Look at them!!” She said excitedly as she squeezed her tits for effect. “They are so big and perky! Of course I want to keep them!”

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“Good good... Now to change one of your past life choices... So many to choose from... Which one would you be willing to give up?”

“What? I have to choose too?” she asked as she played with her new improved tits. “I don’t really care what you change. It’s in the past right? It can’t change anything. If you ask me, your asking ‘price’ is way too absurd for what you are offering!”

“That could very well be...” I said with a smile. “But none the less, it is the price I ask for.”

“What ever!” she said with a smile. “Just do your thing!”

“Oh?” I asked, a little surprised. “You don’t care which life choice I choose?”

“Nope!” she said as she looked up at me. “The past is the past right?”

“Ok then...” I said as I concentrated.

I connected with her mind easily and was rewarded with an increasingly blank expression on her part. My powers could do wonders, but sadly, I couldn’t connected with another’s mind without them zoning out. It was like my mind was hijacking their thought process and it prevent them from thinking while I was inside them.

But I didn't mind all that much because it always gave them such lovely expressions...

Since she didn't care which one I chose, I would certain take my time. I went through her memories and past decisions until I found the one I was looking for. 

When she was young, I saw that she had met an energetic business woman that seemed to thrive. That meeting molded the image she had of fundamental herself. She saw her as a strong independent woman and decided that she liked the idea of being one herself.

She decided she wanted to be just as strong and successful.

A little tampering here...

A little memory replacement there...

I re-wrote her memories and feelings regarding her views of that encounter. Instead of wishing she could be her, she would remember that she decided that the lady in question had worked too hard to get to a place that looked like exhausting work that offered no real rewards. She would remember that she didn’t want to be like her at all.

I slipped out and watched her eyes re-focus on me. 

“There!” I said. “All done.”

“What?” she asked a little confused. “Already?”

I watched her as her mind adjusted to her new memory. It always made me marvel how much a person could become someone totally different if certain milestones in their lives had gone differently.

Lilly had held firm to her decision and had steered her life towards being the embodiment of a strong willed woman. All because she had been in awe of the person that particular lady became. By changing how she reacted when she met her, I changed the direction of the initial domino that made all the rest fall in line until Lilly became who she was today. Instead of trying to aim towards becoming a strong willed and independent woman, her mind now strove to become something else. 

This being said, it wasn’t magic. A person doesn’t change drastically by changing a simple decision. But...

“I can be fast when I need to be.” I said as she smiled at me. “I have to say I am a little surprised you actually wanted to keep the change.”

“Why?” she asked.

“Well... You seem like such a strong woman. I thought that maybe you wanted people to notice you for your sharp mind instead of your body.”

“Well...” she said as she frowned. “I... I know that being taken seriously is important... But... hum...” 

She frowned more and more as her mind tried to reconcile her past actions with her new life changing decision.

“I mean...” she said with a smile. “A girl can still wish to look pretty right? I can’t help what people think and I think I look a lot prettier like this. Self image and self love is more important that breaking stupid clichés right?”

“That is very true. Speaking of which, is there anything else I could help you with?”

“Meaning what? More body changes?” she asked a little confused.

“Sure! Not that you need them per say... You are very beautiful as it is, but I would be remiss if I didn’t at least offer. Is there flaws you wish to erase or change?”

“You... You can do more?” she said blinking.

“I can do and change just about anything about your body. For a price of course...”

“Right... Past life decisions...” she said as she bit her lower lip. “I still think your price is ludicrous. I don’t know why you would ask for such a thing.”

“I have my reasons... Call it a personal peeve of mine.”

“Well... Since it’s basically free... Could you huh... Make my ass a little firmer?”

“That would be easy enough... Just say when!” I said with a smile.

I extended my power and started to firm up her ass cheeks. Her hands pressed on them and she giggled as she felt the change.

“OH ! WOW! OK!!!” she exclaimed. “That’s perfect!”

“Excellent... Now is it safe to assume I can take which ever past decision I wish again?”

“Yes... Yes...” she said as she brushed off my question.

She was looking at her ass in the mirror and admiring how perky and firm it looked in her tight shorts. I smiled as I concentrated on her mind. I watched her reflection as my power took over and gave her that delicious blank expression.

I went through her memories until I found one of her first interactions with a fashion magazine. In it, she was looking over the models and shaking her head in disapproval as she thought about how lame they were to build a career around being pretty. She was thinking that it was wrong for women to help spread the idea that women should be view as pretty things rather than strong intelligent persons. 

She had decided to aim away from such superficial goals and work hard on her skills and education to avoid the pretty girl cliché.

A tweak here...
A change there...

Now she remember how happy each model looked. She remembered how she pictured their glamorous easy life as they worked on their looks so men would pay money just to take their picture. She would remember how hot it made her to picture herself as one of the models and have millions of eyes admire her body.

She remembered that she had concluded that looking sexy and attractive was a good thing and something she wanted to aim for.

I admired her vacant face for a moment before I freed her mind again. She blinked a few times before frowning. It was clear her conscious mind was trying to adjust to her new memories, but she finally smiled at me in the mirror.

“I have to admit that it feels a little weird when you go in my head like that.” she said.

“I would expect as much, but don’t worry, it’s completely safe.” I re-assured her.

“Oh I know...” she said as her eyes focused on her reflection. 

She moved around and posed, making sure to stick out her ass.

“Just perfect!” she said excitedly. “I looked pretty hot right?”

“I can’t disagree with that.” I said with a smile. “So you like the results so far?”

“Oh yes!” she said as her hands grabbed her ass. “You made it really firm too! Awesome...”

I chuckled. I could always tell when a girl would get hooked. As much as they all strive to love their own self image, I’ve found that most girls have something they would like to change about their bodies.

And don’t get me wrong, men can be just as bad. I just rather offer my services to women. For obvious reasons...

“I strive to offer my clients the very best service.” I said with a smile. “Speaking of, would you like to make other changes? You know, while we are at it...”

I saw her bite her lower lip as she considered. What else would she be tempted to change I wondered...

She did not, COULD not, understand the small alterations I had made in her mind. Except for the small confusion, she wouldn’t notice anything odd about her memories. She would just change accordingly. It wasn’t the fasted way to mind control someone, but it was certainly a fun one.

Now that her mind had been altered, she would disregard actions that would make her appear as superficial. She wouldn’t mind if people stopped viewing her as a strong independent woman. She wouldn’t mind if everyone saw her as just a pretty face.

Her mind was already going down a path that would end with her steering her life towards a completely different goal. If she opted to stop here, she would still be a fun girl to go out with. But if she continued to wish for changes...

Well...

​Who knows what other past decisions I would be tempted to change.